He visualized the scene.
A fireball shot into the sky, bombarding the mountainside.
Tang Wen flicked his wrist and threw a pebble.
CLACK.
The pebble flew a few dozen meters before losing all momentum.
'What? That's not even as far as a kid could throw during a fight.'
He shook his head. 'I might as well not have visualized at all.'
He couldn't get a feel for how to channel his power.
'Again!'
He visualized, then threw the stone.
The pebble sailed through the air in an arc, its aim completely off, and quickly hit the ground.
'That's not right.'
Once, twice, five times, ten times.
Each attempt was worse than the last.
Down below, Captain Liu had no idea what he was doing.
Zhou Bing stepped forward and reminded him, "From what I know, the way you channel power for Hidden Weapons requires its own specific Contemplation Method."
Tang Wen nodded thoughtfully.
Flying Locust Stones were a type of Hidden Weapon.
'What kinds of Hidden Weapons are there?'
